Monica saying there's a mess,
her computer don't execute her word.
She even yelled, more or less.
She called me on the cell,
asked if I'm awake, she'll even yell.

Arika said she's a mess,
Arnold came earlier with his mood.
As usual, he bit her and was so fucking rude.
She said she need someone with a light,
to get her through the night.

Today I found out I don't have a call,
I stared at that white wall.
He said how 'bout some gene,
I thought you said that's your sin?
But it help me in those cold empty nights in the hall.

Arnold came by last night,
he said it ain't right,
but he's having rainy days,
didn't talk, though he seem to try in some ways.
Just sat there, looked at the sight,
yes, I'm still here in this room painted white.